Day 505

Tuesday | July 16th, 2013


Tuesdays are a sort of Friday because there’s no work on Wednesdays. It feels like I need to get out and do something, maybe drink something. Wise heads always float to the surface by the time I hit home fatigued and sweaty, but the idea that I don’t have to get up the next day or stay up late producing and proofing content for the next day or the day after is a strong one.

Today, testing was in the library, a place of winter yore. I came in an hour later than normal just because there wouldn’t have been any way to get into the lab until 09.30. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the extra sleep, but it puts more pressure on me when batches are supposed to starting coming in at 10.00 and I know I can’t be ready until 10.30 at the earliest. And then when a 10.30 walks in at 10.25 and doesn’t see a problem with that … it’s unnecessary.

I treated myself to some feeling-Friday-ish maintenance tasks and sent a User.delete(id) command when I should have sent a User.destroy(id) command. There was no discernable difference between the two until someone else complained of problems. The difference, one that will be remembered until death, is that delete just removes the user from the system, but destroy removes the user and all the users reference points. By using the first command, I’d trashed all the projects the user belonged to and made it so those pages were unreachable and gave 404 errors.

Working out how to fix this took about two extra hours, in my office, at work, with nothing but a can of trusty Let’s Be for dinner. I left work some time after 20.00 and took dusk pictures on the way home. Once I had a plate of real food, I forgot all about the Friday feeling I’d started the day with.

The Daily Bullet


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